Tag: Humour

I haven’t updated in a while because, well, there hasn’t really been a lot to update. Potty training went to shit (fortunately figuratively rather than literally) as soon as daddy was back at work. Suddenly weeing on the carpet was more fun than stickers or chocolate. I made the executive …

I could write a long post about the difficulties of looking after two children. Maybe one day I will*. Things you may take for granted when there’s just the one, like spending all day feeding, going back to bed straight after breakfast, or even just taking twenty minutes (and the …

I downloaded Timehop for Facebook recently, hoping it would jog my memory about my daughter’s early days. In fact, it appears I never really wrote much before I had a blog to put it all in. However, today’s festive status, posted at 2.44am, was about being up breastfeeding. It’s definitely …

This is my daughter’s third Christmas. The first was when she was not yet six weeks old and my husband and I were still very much in that new baby haze. She was feeding around the clock and we hadn’t managed to get anyone to take her reflux seriously so …

I can’t say I’ve particularly enjoyed the past six months. Maybe I’m not a baby person, or maybe the people who say that to me every time I say I’m not enjoying it (maybe I just have to be less honest and smile and nod?) have never had a ‘challenging’ …